#27 - Safety Precautions Fail!

Back to check in with all you crazy kids and your newfangled gadgets. I don't have a smart phone. I've lived in an apartment for six months and don't know if the TV works because I've never turned it on. I don't know what Dropbox is and my Linked In profile looks like I just graduated from high school. My CEO, who's only a few years shy of being double my age, reprimands me because he knows more about Pinterest than I do. I still prefer hand writing to typing and when asked what my favorite art form is I most certainly reply, “The printed word.” Why am I working for a tech company?

Binumi in Thai Esquire Magazine

It's time for the Thai new year which actually comes from an Indian festival which really has quite little to do with the festival that is now raging outside my apartment building. The death toll on the highways is high as drunk and distracted drivers mix with wild water throwing shenanigan makers creating an inevitable collision with that so sought after upwards movement in the reincarnation chain. It was described to me by a Thai person who isn't Buddhist at a party a few nights ago that she was told it's more OK to eat ten shrimp rather than one cow because if someone is reincarnated as a shrimp then their soul is small and they deserve to be eaten but if they are reincarnated as a cow then they have a large soul and perhaps did some good things in their past life and therefore should not be eaten. I'll leave it to you to draw your own conclusions about what the ramifications of such a theory means.

I took this while taking a corner on the back of my motor bike
taxi. I consider capturing the superheros glued to this guys
helmet well worth the risk to my life.

This is what Songkran is all about. An entire
city in a water fight.

Also last week we had a late evening “brand strategy meeting” in which we discussed various aspects of the direction of the company. Nana had a casting call for a TV commercial that would have paid her half a months salary for one days work but the meeting ran late and she could not make it to the casting. I guess being a general manager sometimes means you have to forgo certain other opportunities.

I was standing on the sky train platform waiting to go home from work the other day when I saw in the midst of a construction site, right between a cement mixer dumping cement into a huge ditch and a crane, four construction workers playing with a Takraw ball. If you're wondering Takraw is a game like volleyball except you kick and head the ball over the net. This sounds somewhat unexciting but think about this, good Takraw players smash the ball over the net by kicking the ball in the middle of a back flip. They idly kicked it through the air amongst the heavy machinery. It seemed to me that this was a decided failure in safety precautions.

Bye bye for now.

So before we play soccer we have to shew all the frogs off
the pitch (and there's a few) lest we commit little froggy murders.

Say it quickly and see what happens. Supanniga,

The strawberry and whipped cream stuffed waffle.